Pony Tales from the 41st Millennium

by ProfCharles

Rainbow Dash

Above the Volcanic Wastes, Knung

"...and then I kicked that Gryphon so hard his beak snapped clean off!" Laughter followed the rainbow maned Pegasus's declaration as she thrust a hoof into the air.

Captain Rainbow 'Danger' Dash looked around the small gunship at her fellow drop troopers, all proudly wearing the uniform of the Cloudsdale 84th, along with the converted Wonderbolt badge proclaiming them veterans of several drops.

They were an elite regiment, trained to the highest specifications in the subtle art of dropping behind enemy lines with all the fury of a lighting bolt.

Only the best for the God-Princess, after all.

The mood in the cramped Valkyrie was relaxed and easygoing. Dash smirked to herself. Her story had done an excellent easing tensions and calming nerves.

Not that her boys needed it, but old habits were hard to break.

"Entering DZ in five," a clipped voice said over the intercom. Rainbow acknowledged it with a curt reply as she began checking over her equipment one last time.

Wing mounted Lascarbines...check

Ammo...check

Armour...check

Grav chutes...check. Not that I need them.

Rainbow smiled. She was ready to bring down hell on the God-Princess's enemies.

Her smile turned into a frown as she remembered who her opponents were. Traitors... There was nothing she hated more than a traitor. The God-Princess gave them life, gave them homes, gave them protection from the horrors of the universe, and these... Bastards had the gall to spit into her face.

Her jaw began to ache, and she realised that she had been grinding her teeth together. She began to take deep breaths to calm herself—she could be hotheaded on the battlefield, but not before a jump. That's how most rookies died.

"Two minutes to D—" an explosion rocked the ship, cutting the pilot off. "We've been hit! Repeat, we've been hit! Triple A detected in the DZ!"

Dash leapt into action without pause, bucking the emergency hatch release. As the door fell away, she yelled at her troops.

"Out out out! Last one to hit the ground is grox-fodder!"

Her squad quickly vacated the out-of-control gunship, until only Dash and the pilot were left. She ran to the cockpit and stuck her head inside. Out of the corner of her eye she saw the co-pilot slumped in his chair, whilst the pilot struggled with the controls.

"Come on, we're getting you out of here," Dash said, grabbing him by the shoulder.

"No—Ah!—No can do, ma'am," he said, indicating to a large piece of shrapnel impaling him to his chair. Removing it would probably kill him. He turned to look at her, wincing as his insides tore. "Give 'em hell for me."

Rainbow paused for a second, before slowly nodding. "Will do. See you on the other side."

Before he could respond, she ran down the length of the gunship and flung herself out of it.

Moments later, it exploded in a fireball, burning shrapnel falling down to earth around her.

Rainbow ignored it. She had traitors to kill.

Comments

[Rakaziel]

Your RD reminds me quite a bit at the one from A Foul Light Shines, in a very good way. I really like how you described her outlook.

[BenRG]

Glory for the first to die in the Empress's name, it seems.